Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Tuesday, September 4, 2012

A Place Inside Our Hearts

There is a place inside our hearts, we beat (heartbeat of the sacred drum) to know the sacred spark (fiery of rainbow colors). How is the time to quell/quill (satisfy/written)? How is the well inside to swell? Our hearts need some company, loving hearts inside that bleed (suffer for others). You and me upon this world, come and share it's all a heard/herd. 

Waking rainbows just in time, look at what we share and wine. We are tears of loving wake, just in time to consume and quake (fill ourselves up with great knowledge). There is a will inside of you, the great soul that seeks the blue (heavenly relations). There is a shadow of heavenly bliss, inside the heart of what we mist/missed (the place of the sacred breath).

There is a time when all is blind (unknowing), waking to rainbows such is a chime (harmonize). Listen to the winds and call our names, just in time to feel the wane (heavenly bow). I call to you, my brother k/new.  I call to you, where love is true. I call to you, come feel the reel (pulling you in), the calling out of the heaven's spill.  All our tears flow, just for us to wake up this show. All we need dew is stand up for the heavenly blue. Relatives need our hearts, we must bow and impart, the heaven's glory in all we dew. Come my brother it's inside of you.

Sisters all over this land, we are going to where it's sand (times in the hour glass). Crystalline stone river, where you thought you were left behind, now we call you, to make it's all sublime, true blue of the heart that longs for love to impart. We are waiting for your hands. We are waiting for heaven's reprimand. We are calling out to you, just in time for the heavenly blue/blew. Whoo hoo ......:::::::....... (a wave).

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. A Sacred Song Blessing for the Winds today. Aho, may we all learn to bow and pray!



Ghost Walk  (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon. 
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child. 
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal) 
 
  
 
Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

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